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Old 10-01-2004, 05:48 AM   #1 (permalink)
Drider_it
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Location: Louisiana
some how i have proof of a ghost.. read

Ok granted this happened a few years ago..

our best friend was staying with us when the call came in his soon to be ex let the house catch on fire. Little billy died in this fire. I can never tell you or explain the grief that comes with the fact of having to put a friends child in the dark cold ground while my children are safe. That will live with me all my life

the local newspaper took a photo the next day... several people stated for fact that there were no children allowed in or around the remains of the house.. I'm the type that believes only angles and demons walk this earth.. that there arent spectors of little "timmy" running around helping the world..

yet this photo.. this fucking photo just rips at me.. i cant figure it out.. yet you decide. Granted ive been wanting to do this since i got on TFP but couldnt now i can.

just be patience till i can edit it and all will be two or three pics so far.. still tring to understand imageshack.

ok this is the frist photo look above the guy that is bent over.. right above his head in the wall of the house. holy shit that is creepy.. and it kinda looks like billy..




here is a close up as best i can




now you tell me what it is.. cuz we were there that day no kids were there..
to this day i still cant console our friend on this pic he saw
help?
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